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Today there are 18 funny sign pictures updated to the new Cybersalt site.  Start at "Wider Streets Protest" and keep clicking next to see them all.
www.cybersalt.org/funny-signs/wider-streets-protest

Enjoy the rest of today's mailing.

Indiana Rainstorm

After a hardy Indiana rainstorm filled all the potholes in the streets and alleys, a young mother watched her two little boys playing in the puddle through her kitchen window.

The older of the two, a five year old lad, grabbed his sibling by the back of his head and shoved his face into the water hole. As the boy recovered and stood laughing and dripping, the mother ran to the yard in a panic.

"Why on earth did you do that to your little brother?!" she said as she shook the older boy in anger.

"We were just playing 'church' mommy," he said.

"I was baptizing him in the name of the Father, the Son and in the hole-he-goes."

One-liner #0760

"While people may not be a great deal wiser after my sermon, but they are always a great deal older."
- W R Inge

Napoleon Chess

Napoleon placed a chess piece back on the board that had already been captured.

Everyone knows that you can't use expired coup pawns.

Quote #1213

"If I could see further than others, it was because I stood on the shoulders of giants."
- Isaac Newton

She Doesn't Know Me

It was a busy morning, approximately 8:30 am, when an elderly gentleman in his 80's, arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9:00 am.

I took his vital signs and had him take a seat, knowing it would be over an hour before someone would to able to see him. I saw him looking at his watch and decided, since I was not busy with another patient, I would evaluate his wound.

On exam it was well healed, so I talked to one of the doctors, got the needed supplies to remove his sutures and redress his wound.

While taking care of his wound, we began to engage in conversation. I asked him if he had a doctor's appointment this morning, as he was in such a hurry.

The gentleman told me no, that he needed to go to the nursing home to eat breakfast with his wife.

I then inquired as to her health. He told me that she had been there for a while and that she was a victim of Alzheimer's Disease.

As we talked, and I finished dressing his wound, I asked if she would be worried if he was a bit late.

He replied that she no longer knew who he was, that she had not recognized him in five years now.

I was surprised, and asked him. "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"

He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."

I had to hold back tears as he left, I had goose bumps on my arm, and thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."

True love is neither physical, nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.